Bars

It's frustrating
Cause when I close my eyes
All I can see is darkness
An eternity of nothing
My family isn't there
You aren't there
I'm all alone with this feeling
And still in this dark
My soul is completely aware
It feels like I'm flying for just a moment,
Blindly
Through a town of culture and love
All things that feel so close, so minute
But I know I won't see them
I can't join in
Or ask for help
I can't bare to open my eyes
Because even in the light
Where I can see them
And they can see me
I still feel that empty darkness
Of everything good happening
Just not involving me

Author's Note

ignore grammar issues

Reviews

[Simon Welsh]

I love it. Keep 'em coming.

[Dawn]

I'm there. At least, I've felt like everything was happening without me, and I was alone and a part of nothing. But, is that really how it is? I guess it depends on what you think is worth being part of. Maybe no one is happy, and some are just much better at pretending. The world is full of fake people. Some might say I was even one of them.
But enough about me. Your poems are powerful as usual, and I love reading them.